She Is A Tree
She dresses in bright colors in the fall
In winter she wears no clothes at all
Just a coat of winter white fluff
Underneath she's in the buff

Spring comes and she's in yellow green
Just the prettiest thing you've ever seen
Standing so tall with outstretched arms
For all to see her many charms

In summer she wears a darker green hue
She changes clothes right on cue
She stands a bit taller and reaches out more
She's a great beauty right to the core

Now it's time to change clothes again
And she does it better than any Mary or Jane
Finally she gives a great big yawn
And suddenly all her clothes are gone

They're in a pile at her lovely feet
And she has gone into a deep sleep
Covered with a blanket of white fluff
Underneath she's in the buff.

Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)